Voices

I wrote this while thinking about the streotypical high school life, where everybody is classified into a social clique. I wrote this poem in the perspective of a social outcast, looking to end it all.

The taunts seem to be never ending Life used to be so sweet ever since this transition they keep on bothering me

My hair, my shoes, my walk every minor detail becomes augmented and ridiculed in this civilization known as ‘High School’